| Fan Fiction |
by raindrop_symphony
I never thought being a personal and an interior designer at the same time can be so stressful. In the morning, I have to attend to attend to my boss’s requests and be on the move every second. I had to go from one floor to another up to the point of going to a beat-up building across the city. In the afternoon, my boss gave me the time to conceptualize on the design for her room and choose the stuffs I would use for redecorating. I’m soooo tired, my body’s aching. When I got home I almost stepped on the rose on the doorstep. In fairness, the rose somehow lightened my stressful feeling—very sweet. I wonder when SA will reveal himself. Hmmm. Anyways, so much for SA, I’m so sleepy. My bed is calling me!
Cherry
P.S. Quote for the day: “I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long.”
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My body’s aching! I called Yoohuan today so he can substitute for the day. I feel like I just carried the whole world with the way my body feeling so heavy. What a shame. It’s a beautiful Friday and here I am stuck in bed with nothing to do but watch TV and sleep all day. Harang seems a bit hyper today and he keeps on pushing me out of bed. And if he’s not busy pushing me out of bed, he would keep on scratching on the fire exit door. I swear I have no idea what to do with him. Good thing Junsu and Yunho came and brought me some food that Utami made. Junsu volunteered to take care of Harang until I got better, or I should say Yunho volunteered Junsu to take care of Harang until I got better.
Aish. I hate this day. Aside from being stuck in bed, I had that freaking dream again. Same scenario—the glass case, I was trying to break it, her image, I was crying, the girl’s hand appears, I was confused whether to break the glass or not. Aish. I hate riddles. I hate that dream. It makes me remember the things I used to have—of the things that I almost had and I might never have. I hate this feeling. I hate remembering that day. I just hate it. How could something so perfect end so tragically, and before I knew it, she was gone—FOREVER. It’s been a year and I’m better now. But here I am dreaming of her with a riddle that I can’t solve. How am I supposed to get through this?
Yoochun
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“I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long.” - Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
Finally got over my laziness. Ha-ha. 10 more roses to go. Sorry for the late update. I know the updates is short. I just have to pass the time in the story. The next updates will have more meaning. Ha-ha. Comments please. ^-^